Here was an experienced man of the
world, her friend, who evidently took a great interest in this supreme topic and
was willing to give her the benefit of his experiences! Why should not she be at
her ease with him? Why should not she know things? It is hard enough anyhow
for a human being to learn, she decided, but it is a dozen times more difficult
than it need be because of all this locking of the lips and thoughts. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a
friendly American bar-keep to talk to. She felt her skills make a belated return. No offence, I hope. She waited a
few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood
as the building’s lone sentry. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute
were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. "But are you really there?"
"No, I'm here," answered Jack, leaping down. The fire still burned brightly. We shall have—hardly any money. Perhaps some
one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek
with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands.
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